Thinking of this, Jiang Xun couldn't help but look at Xiao Lingyue and the others.

He is still very lucky.

Xiao Lingyue looked at the camp map in her hand and thoughtfully said: "Since there are both camp and garrison maps, then this last parchment scroll may be."

Instead of finishing her words, she put down the map and picked up the last parchment.

"Maybe what it is?" Jiang Xun asked.

Xiao Lingyue didn't say much, she took off the thin rope on the roll, opened it and looked at it, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

She turned her head and looked at Jiang Xun: "You are lucky, you even have this kind of picture."

Jiang Xun: "?"

Xiao Lingyue didn't deliberately keep it in hiding and handed him the parchment paper.

Jiang Xun looked down and saw that the content on the paper was different from the other two, which was the topographic map of the mountains around the camp.

His eyes widened slightly, his breathing became rapid, and his fingers subconsciously pinched the parchment paper, looking at the lines of the mountain above without blinking.

"With this map, you don't have to worry about getting lost in the mountains. Just find a way to survive."

As Xiao Lingyue said, Zhan Beihan, who was standing beside him, suddenly reached out and took away the parchment from Jiang Xun's hand.

"Oh" Jiang Xun subconsciously wanted to grab it back.

Zhan Beihan would not give in to him. He looked at him coldly and then lowered his head to check the map.

Xiao Lingyue looked at Jiang Xun's frustrated look and found it funny. She reached out and patted him on the head: "Don't worry, no one snatched this picture from you. When you have time now, you just look around to find out if there is anything you can use on the road."

Jiang Xun pursed his lips, nodded at Xiao Lingyue, and searched around the house.

The room in Jialiu is very large. As the leader of the Death Soldier Camp, there are still many good things/hidden in his room.

Jiang Xun searched carefully and soon found many medicine bottles in a box next to the wall, with red paper labels on it, such as golden sore medicine, bleeding slurry, sweat slurry, etc., which were very complete.

There were two brocade boxes hidden at the bottom of the box. When they were taken out and opened, Jiang Xun's eyes lit up.

They are two century-old ginseng. The ginseng must be dense and intact. You can tell at a glance that it is of great value.

In addition to taking medicine, this kind of old ginseng with full medicinal properties can also be eaten raw, especially when it is seriously injured and dying, if you bite it and chew it, it can help you save your life.

Jiang Xun immediately took out the two old ginsengs and hugged them in his arms like a treasure.

Seeing this, Xiao Lingyue glanced at him and reminded: "It is more useful to you than bringing this noble ginseng, the medicine that has been made is more useful to you, but don't be too greedy."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xun hesitated for a moment and put one of them back, while the other with better looks was still in his arms.

He said lightly: "I am not greedy. Ginseng can be used to save my life and can be used at critical moments. If I am lucky and escape, I can also go to the pharmacy to exchange for silver so that I will not starve to death without money."

That's true.

Jiang Xun has been in the Death Soldiers camp for more than four years and does not need money. He must not even have a copper coin on his body.

But when he gets outside, he can't do without money. He has to find a way to fill his stomach.

The precious medicinal material of ginseng was definitely considered a hard currency in ancient times. Any medicine shop would collect it, no worse than real money and silver.
Chapter completed!